【The Song of Rainbow Feathers】

The Song of Rainbow Feathers (01)
Chapter 1
Wenhua Middle School is a famous school with an elegant environment. Its graduates are

known . The students are divided into several groups. The largest group consists of students from scholarly families, who have to

work very hard to get into the school. There are also young masters and ladies from wealthy families, who naturally have to spend a lot of money to get in.
17-year-old Fang Xiyin belongs to the former group. She has not only been good at academics since she was a child, but she is also outstanding

in . Now that school has been over for a long time, she is still practicing with the Little Swan Ballet Club

. How could the lead dancer of Swan Lake be missing her? The white tight-fitting clothes, the gauze skirt that flares out at the waist, and the exquisite

headdress are all so harmonious on Fang Xiyin. With the melodious music and her moving

dance , everyone's eyes are on her.
No one was jealous of her. Even if they were, they kept it hidden deep in their hearts, because Fang Xiyin, the "most beautiful

school flower 's founding," was too noble. Even the most petty girl wouldn't dare to offend her.

The boys who danced with her had already been warned by all the other boys and didn't dare to look directly at this beautiful swan.
After the dance club's rehearsal, the students were busy changing clothes and going home. Fang Xiyin, however, changed into a bright red leotard after taking off her swan costume

and showering . It turned out that she was also the captain of the school's rhythmic gymnastics team

. The national middle school competition was about to begin, and her teacher, Lin Wanyi, was waiting for her to give her final training.
The rhythmic gymnastics uniform was designed with long sleeves, a sweetheart neckline

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and a large exposed back. There were two yellow decorations below the chest, and the Wenhua School emblem was on the right breast. So even though middle school girls' breasts are just beginning to develop, this design made Xiyin's chest very prominent. There were also matching yellow

diagonal lines drawn from both sides of her waist, extending to where her legs met, evoking endless fantasies.
Ms. Lin had initially thought that such an adult-style design was unsuitable for middle school students, but the principal accepted the salesperson

's perspective: "Students develop earlier these days, and the judges are all adults. If your school doesn't design it this way, other

schools will gain an advantage."
When Xiyin first put on the leotard, she blushed deeply when she looked in the mirror. The neckline

was very low, and the tight-fitting garment accentuated her cleavage. Her hips were also raised high, revealing her upper thighs.

She had to secretly shave her pubic hair short, leaving only the area near her labia,

otherwise it would definitely be visible outside the leotard. Moreover, those yellow lines were something the girls hadn't

expected. The seemingly simple design, once worn, revealed that the most alluring parts of a woman's body were all

"guided" by these yellow lines, as if saying, "Come and see our female bodies!" However,

after wearing it for a while during training, and since rhythmic gymnastics didn't involve boys, they stopped finding it bothersome.
By the time she finished changing and came out, her classmates had already gone home, and the campus was deserted. Fang Xiyin simply walked out of the changing room

in her gymnastics uniform, since the gymnastics hall was just a few floors below the dance club. She planned to walk down

to find Teacher Lin. Normally, walking around the school's main building dressed like this felt a little strange, but now

that everyone was gone, Xiyin didn't feel anything was wrong.
However, just as she reached the bottom of the floor, Xiyin saw the school janitor Zhang Li approaching

. It was too late to hide, so she could only greet him.
Zhang Li was carrying a bucket and a mop, clearly preparing to go upstairs to clean the dance studio. Looking at

Xiyin in her bright red, tight-fitting gymnastics uniform, he wore a humble smile: "Going to gymnastics practice again? Teacher Lin

is waiting for you downstairs! You must be tired."
Xiyin blushed and replied, then ran

downstairs .
The beautiful Teacher Lin actually taught English, but she was a key member of the university's rhythmic gymnastics team and had won awards in

national university competitions, so the principal had invited her to be a coach. At first, to prevent

the students from feeling uncomfortable in their new gymnastics uniforms, Ms. Lin wore the same outfit while instructing them on how to train.

Since 22-year-old Lin Wanyi was already a mature woman, the uniform accentuated her curves even more. Her high

breasts and buttocks, alluring cleavage, and slender waist captivated even the female gymnasts, who felt

her feminine allure. Naturally, the windows were always crowded with male onlookers during gymnastics training, and

the number of school leaders visiting for inspections also increased significantly.
Tonight, the other team members had already finished training and left, but Ms. Lin stayed behind specifically to wait for Fang Xiyin. Since

the school 's ballet teacher was an outsider, she couldn't keep others waiting, so she had to wait herself.
Xiyin entered the gymnastics hall but didn't see Ms. Lin. She called out several times but received no answer. She

looked around but couldn't find her teacher. Just as she was getting anxious, the school janitor Zhang Li walked in, his ugly face bearing

a strange smile: "Why don't you look up and look for the teacher?"
Xi Yin looked up and saw a shocking scene: Teacher Lin was bound tightly with ropes used for rope exercises,

her mouth stuffed with something, hanging high on the beam of the gymnastics hall, her whole body soaked in sweat.
Xi
Yin was stunned by the scene before her. Teacher Lin, tightly bound, struggled in mid-air,

like a mermaid swimming upright in the water. Lin Wanyi kept twisting her body in vain, her mind

filled with the dark days after she first came to this school...
After graduating from university, Lin Wanyi came to this

renowned . She was very confident in herself, and this confidence came not only from her beautiful

appearance, but also from her knowledge. She firmly believed that her elegant and pure English could guide her to

the path of education that she loved.
Before graduating from university, Lin Wanyi heard from her seniors that she couldn't wear student attire to job interviews anymore, otherwise

people would think she was untrustworthy. So she began to carefully dress up. First, she chose a pure white bra and panties, then

meticulously slipped on sheer pantyhose, leaving not a single wrinkle. Finally, she put on a white

dress , the hem just past her knees, so she wouldn't look too conservative or too childish.
Upon arriving at Wenhua School, the first person Lin Wanyi saw was Zhang Li, the school janitor, because Zhang Li was responsible for guarding the school gate.

He was on guard. After ascertaining her purpose, he opened the door and courteously led Wanyi to a small room, saying it

was the waiting room and he would immediately inform the principal.
A short while later, Zhang Li returned carrying a bag. He bowed and scraped to Lin Wanyi, saying, "Recently,

many people have come to the school seeking employment. Our school has a rule that everyone coming to the school must wear a teacher

's uniform to see the principal, and uniforms will be required for all work from now on. Please change your clothes here, Miss Lin.

I have already forwarded your materials to the principal; he is reviewing them. Please go to his office after you have changed."
"Truly worthy of a prestigious school," Lin Wanyi thought to herself, quickly replying, "Okay, okay."
Zhang Li then discreetly withdrew.
Lin Wanyi opened the bag and discovered it contained not just clothes, but all kinds of clothing. She removed all the clothes she had

carefully chosen, becoming completely naked before changing into her new attire. The bra was black!

Lin Wanyi hesitated for a moment, then carefully put it on. The panties and bra were clearly a set, both with the same

subtle pattern and made of high-elasticity material, clinging tightly to her body. "No wonder they didn't even ask about

my measurements. This kind of material is suitable for ordinary girls."
There was a mirror in the room, and she was surprised to see herself. The thick padding made her breasts

appear high , and the narrow panties clung tightly to her lower body, the black color making her skin look even

whiter.
"I shouldn't worry about that too much for now," Lin Wanyi reassured herself, and began to put on the slightly milky-white

stockings. Since she rarely wore these stockings, she hurriedly put on the waist clip, securing the stockings at the top of her thighs and

tying them around her waist. Then she started to put on the skirt, also a high-elasticity, tight-fitting dress, with two thin straps hanging from her shoulders on the top

and a narrow skirt on the bottom. Wanyi struggled to put on the tight-fitting dress and

started pulling it down, but it wouldn't budge past her hips. She realized it was an extremely short, tight skirt.
"So it's made of high-elastic material. No wonder they didn't even ask my measurements before giving me clothes.

Any ordinary girl could wear this." Wanyi thought to herself, taking a few more steps around the room. She saw her

figure clearly in the mirror, the stockings and the skirt matching perfectly. But the skirt was too tight and too short; her

hips would be exposed if she wasn't careful. The neckline was also very low, and the thin straps were practically useless.
It looked pretty, but it was too sexy. How could she go out like this? Lin Wanyi picked up the straps and saw that

there was an outer garment underneath. She breathed a sigh of relief, took it out, and put it on. The outer garment was also very short, only reaching

below her breasts.
"This is much better." After fastening the only button, Wanyi found that although it slightly covered

a large area of her exposed chest, fastening it made her breasts even more prominent. "Am I going to have to teach students in this provocative

outfit ?" She put on the last item: high heels.

After pacing back and forth in the room several times, she finally managed to open the door.
Zhang Li, standing at the door, immediately dispelled her concerns with his words: "This is the teachers' uniform. Teachers wear it to

meetings , and it will also be your classroom uniform when you meet students."
Following Zhang Li towards the office building, Lin Wanyi realized how incredibly tight the outfit was. It not only

clung tightly to her body, but the hem also made it almost impossible for her to take a step. Her hips were very

prominently , and she was very unaccustomed to the high heels.
Going upstairs, Lin Wanyi felt even more uncomfortable. When she lifted her legs, the already short skirt slipped down

to her upper thighs, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to climb the stairs at all. Although Wanyi tried to pull the skirt down with her hands with each step,

it kept slipping up.
"Luckily, Zhang Li is leading the way. I need to be careful going upstairs from now on," she silently warned

herself.
Arriving at the principal's office, Zhang Li gently knocked on the door. "Please come in." A voice came from inside. After entering,

Lin Wanyi saw an old man with a stubble beard sitting behind a large desk. "Please sit down." The old man said, "I

am the principal."
Wanyi sat on the sofa opposite, only to find herself even more embarrassed. As she sat down,

her skirt naturally slid up. She tried to pull it up a few times, but it was no use. She didn't dare to cross her legs, so she 　　　　　　　　　　　　　could

only try to keep them tightly closed. But if the principal looked down, he would definitely be able to see her black

underwear . 　　"Not bad," the principal said to Wanyi in a serious tone, "We really need someone like you." His gaze suddenly froze, and his mouth opened slightly, as if he had a stroke. 　　The situation that Lin Wanyi was most worried about finally happened. The principal saw her outfit. After she sat down, her skirt had already shrunk to the top of her thighs. Her buttocks were even more difficult to cover. It was as if her buttocks, covered by underwear, were sitting directly on the leather sofa . Her underwear was a t-back style, with only a thin strap at the back, and it had long since slipped down into her buttocks, constantly rubbing against her anus as she walked, making Wanyi very uncomfortable. But this kind of tight-fitting skirt meant she could only wear this kind of underwear, so she had no choice but to endure it. Now, however, her smooth buttocks were in direct contact with the leather sofa, and she felt a chill spreading from her lower body throughout her entire being, making Lin Wanyi extremely uncomfortable. 　　Being a germaphobe, she became very worried: "Who knows how many people have sat on this sofa? Could bacteria have gotten into my anus?" Of course, she couldn't voice this thought aloud. 　　Seeing the principal staring intently at her thighs, Lin Wanyi sighed inwardly, "Men are all like this , even older ones, and they're educators, there's just no way to stop them." She instinctively squeezed her legs together, but the situation in front wasn't much better. The high-elastic skirt had already , and the straps of her stockings were faintly visible—two light blue elastic bands in the front and back, quite conspicuous against her black panties, pale white stockings, and Wanyi's snow-white skin. 　　The principal must have seen something hidden at the base of her thighs; his eyes kept glancing in, but only vaguely , making him somewhat anxious. Lin Wanyi became equally anxious. The high-elastic skirt was still riding up because she wasn't sitting on it; with nothing pressing down on it , the material would naturally stretch. Wanyi discreetly pulled the skirt down from both sides with her hands, not daring to be too obvious, after all, the principal was sitting right in front of her.

"Luckily, there's no one behind me." Just as Lin Wanyi thought this, Zhang Li spoke up, "Let me get Miss Lin

a glass of water." He then walked behind her and started to get a teacup. The principal seemed to be

awakened from his reverie by Zhang Li's words, and only then did he begin to think about talking to Wanyi.
"I've already looked at Miss Lin's information..." the principal said casually, while Lin Wanyi

nervously recalled the question-and-answer materials she had prepared over the past few days. She was very well prepared. But the principal didn't ask a single

question about education. Instead, he kept pressing, "Ms. Lin, how do you feel wearing this school uniform?"
Wan Yi hesitated for a moment before replying, "I just put it on, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to it."
"Some teachers have commented that it's too sexy. What do you think, Ms. Lin?"
"Well, it is a bit tight," Wan Yi carefully chose her words, "It's alright. But

you have to be very careful once you put it on."
"Of course, that's exactly why we chose this outfit. We're a prestigious school, and we want to cultivate well-rounded

students. Every teacher has to be very careful about their behavior. Wearing this kind of clothing will allow all the

female teachers to behave appropriately. Nowadays, girls are too lively, but teachers can't be like that."
Wan Yi could only nod repeatedly. Her mouth was dry, and she suddenly remembered that Zhang Li had been pouring water behind her and hadn't

reappeared . She immediately became nervous. Because the back of the sofa was open at the bottom half, if Zhang Li noticed,

he would definitely see her buttocks exposed outside her skirt, sitting directly on the leather. But the principal kept asking questions,

and she couldn't turn around to look, but sweat was already seeping out.
"Alright, school hasn't started yet, so the air conditioning isn't on. Miss Lin

, you can take off your coat now. Don't be shy." Wan Yi was about to refuse when the principal had already taken off his suit jacket, leaving her in only a shirt. She didn't know

what to say, and being nervous and sweating, she also took off her coat, draping it over the back of the sofa, trying to reassure herself that it would block

Zhang Li's view from behind. But in reality, such a short coat offered no real protection.
After taking it off, she regretted it a little, because the top of her tight-fitting dress was a halter-neck style, with a very

low neckline and even more of her back exposed. But she couldn't easily put it back on, so she continued talking to the principal.
"Fill out the form first, and then you can start working when school starts. Welcome, Ms. Lin." At the end of the conversation,

the principal pointed to the desk
. The unexpected surprise made Wan Yi forget her displeasure. She quickly stood up and hurried towards the principal's desk. Only
when she got there did she realize that she hadn't pulled her skirt down in her excitement, and turning around, she saw

Zhang Li admiring her ample hips. She turned around and saw the seated principal admiring her

thighs, her stockings and garter belt fully exposed.
Wanyi blushed and hurriedly pulled down her skirt to fill out the forms. There was a huge stack of forms, and the entire

office only had this one desk; the sofa was nailed to the floor, and the principal showed no

intention . Lin Wanyi had no choice but to stand and begin filling out the forms.
This created a rather comical scene: Lin Wanyi, half-bent over, was filling out the forms on the principal's desk, while

the principal and Zhang Li stood behind her. The principal, sitting down, could easily admire Wanyi's breasts, exposed from her low

neckline . Although she wore a black bra and a tight skirt, her posture did little

to conceal the exposure. Zhang Li, meanwhile, continued to admire her full hips from behind,

which appeared the cleft of her buttocks gently separating the two mounds.
Because Wan Yi needed to constantly adjust her body while filling out the forms, her hips swayed from side to side, her long legs

extending from her high heels up into her tight skirt, the stockings already peeking out from behind.

Lin Wan Yi didn't know what was happening behind her, but

she knew the principal's eyes were peering through the low neckline of her dress. She was powerless to do anything about it. What could she do in this situation? So many

forms to fill out, and no other chairs to sit on. Should she ask the principal to get up?
"No, the principal is just looking at me kindly, not looking into my chest," Lin Wan

Yi comforted herself, quickly filling out all the forms.
But she slowly became aware of what was happening behind her. The tension hadn't subsided, and with her body bent over like this,

the back of her skirt was inevitably riding up high. Her attention began to focus on her back, and the thin

strap at the back of her underwear started to act, tightening between her legs. Her buttocks and genitals felt itchy,

and even the slightest movement would rub against her clitoris.
As a mature woman, Lin Wanyi almost couldn't help but cry out in this situation, and the thought of

others watching only made it worse. After filling out the form with trembling hands, she was nearly exhausted

and quickly straightened up. As she stood up, the strap of her panties slid back along her genitals, then tightened

between her buttocks and labia, and Wanyi finally couldn't help but groan.
"Ms. Lin, please have some tea." Zhang Li's voice rang out at just the right moment,

when Lin Wanyi was filled with shame. She knew her moans of pleasure had been heard by the two men. But she was already unsteady on her feet.

Taking the teacup, she suddenly felt all her strength drain away and instinctively leaned her head on Zhang Li's shoulder.
In that instant, although she knew this young gatekeeper was extremely ugly, and someone she had just met—a man she wouldn't

normally give a second glance to—she was powerless to control herself. Leaning on Zhang Li's shoulder,

she even felt a sense of dependence.
Postscript

: I never expected my humble work to elicit such

responses from esteemed individuals as secedville and newwui. It is truly an honor. Your work has given me endless enjoyment; you are truly elites among Chinese writers. Now, your

comments have given me boundless encouragement, and I will certainly continue to strive.
In the previous post, a netizen asked about the relationship between Zhang Li and "The Stinky Work." I haven't read "The Stinky Work,"

but many novels feature young beauties being humiliated by ugly men. Such extreme contrasts create

a sense of extreme alienation. Therefore, I also intend to adopt this approach. Zhang Li should occupy a rather important position in the article

; this is my initial thought.

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...
Zhang Li only caught a faint scent of hair, which seeped into his mind and made him feel comfortable

all over. He hadn't expected to encounter such a good thing. Supporting Lin Wanyi, he didn't know what to do with his hands. Wanyi's eyes were blurry, but

she clearly knew that she was nestled in the arms of the school janitor. He was so ugly and short,

even shorter than her 1.65 meters tall. But at this moment, Wanyi's legs had no strength at all. She wanted to stand up and leave the man

's embrace, but she couldn't.
Fortunately, Zhang Li also seemed very nervous and hurriedly helped Wanyi to sit down on the sofa. Wanyi suddenly woke up

, pushed Zhang Li away, and sat up.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Lin, what's wrong?" Zhang Li asked.
Wan Yi suddenly felt she had been a bit rude to him, after all, she was the one who had fallen into his arms. She

quickly said, "Perhaps it was because I was bending over for too long and lost some blood to my brain, my head suddenly felt dizzy, thank you."
The principal also said "Oh," before saying, "If Teacher Lin is not used to wearing the uniform, our school's

new uniform samples have arrived. We hope Teacher Lin can help us choose one."
"Okay." Lin Wan Yi was quite happy to be entrusted with such an important task before even starting work.
The three of them went to the teachers' meeting room. Wan Yi saw clothes piled on the table. She picked them up and looked at them one by one:

"You can't see the effect of clothes until you wear them. I wonder if Teacher Lin could try them on and

take , which will be used in the school's brochures and history. There is a small rest room next door where you can

change clothes."
"Oh, is that so? Of course." Lin Wan Yi had already wanted to take off her overly sexy uniform,

and hearing that her image could be used in the brochures and school history, she was even more eager. She picked up all the clothes

and went the rest room.
She opened the first set of clothes and realized it was a cheongsam. Wearing a light green velvet cheongsam, she took off all her

clothes and gently wrapped the cheongsam around her body. Turning to the side, she fastened the buttons one by one. The neckline was also very

high, with three buttons.
"It's better to be conservative like this. I just don't know what the point of a teacher wearing a cheongsam is?" After Lin Wanyi finished dressing, she

walked out of the lounge. The principal and Zhang Li were already waiting for her with cameras.
"It fits you perfectly!" the principal exclaimed. "Our school doesn't just focus on academics; there are many different activities

, so we need to prepare all kinds of clothes. Zhang Li is a photography enthusiast and quite skilled, so let him take your

photos!"
Wanyi nodded. Only then did she realize that the cheongsam had a very high slit, reaching all the way to her upper thigh, and the bust

was , making her breasts stand up like two small mountains. She secretly pressed down the slits on both sides with her hands

and stood face to face with the principal so that he couldn't see much, but there was nothing she could do about her high breasts.
"Alright, Ms. Lin, walk a few steps," the principal ordered. "This way, we can capture your various postures."
The conference room was very spacious, so Wanyi had to let go of her arms and walk slowly. As she moved,

the hem of her cheongsam swayed, revealing her snow-white thighs. Zhang Li deliberately chose a side angle, taking one

photo after another. "Alright, sit down," Zhang Li pointed to a chair. Just as Wanyi lowered her body,

before her buttocks even touched the chair, Zhang Li's camera started clicking again. He squatted on the ground, snapping

photos incessantly. "Ah, no, that'll show my buttocks!" Wanyi quickly sat down in the chair, but Zhang Li only

took a few casual shots before making her stand up, saying he wanted to take some standard front-facing photos.
"A front-facing one should be fine," Wanyi thought. But Zhang Li suddenly walked up to her, took out a

badge and began pinning it to Wang Linwanyi's left breast. "Don't move, this is the school badge." His tone was so firm,

his movements so natural. Wanyi wanted to dodge but couldn't. She could only let Zhang Li press one hand against her left breast while

the other hand threaded the pin through her cheongsam and fastened it.
The action was so fast that by the time Wanyi reacted, the short man was already

gone , and the school badge was pinned. She felt her heart pounding, and her face flushed again

.
"Stand straight like this, don't move," Zhang Li commanded like a professional photographer.
Her lower body was still restrained by the straps of her underwear, and her sensitive breasts were suddenly touched by him.

Wanyi's consciousness became hazy again. It was as if Zhang Li was no longer the ugly, lowly school janitor, and she was no longer

the noble and beautiful female college student. He had become a master photographer, and she was just his model, being

manipulated by him at will. The feeling, accompanied by waves of pleasure and the tension of being suddenly touched by a strange man

, felt so peculiar.
"Go change into another outfit," Zhang Li's words, like a magician's command, drew Wan Yi in. Entering

the private lounge, Wan Yi became more sober. She crossed her arms, repeatedly telling herself to

calm down. "What's wrong with me? It's just taking a few photos for the school, how could this happen? Calm down." She

began preparing to change into her second outfit.
It turned out to be a sailor uniform for a female middle school student: a white collar with two blue stripes, a red bow,

a light blue top, and a matching pleated skirt. "Isn't this for the students? I should at least wear it myself."
She took the clothes and went out. The principal seemed to know what she was going to ask and said, "

Many for students, but school hasn't started yet, and the designers all brought larger sizes. Please have Ms. Lin

show them off one by one so they can be used when school starts."
Wanyi didn't know what else to say. She returned to the lounge, took off her cheongsam, and suddenly felt an itch on her thigh.

Looking down , she realized that the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina had already reached the top of her stockings and

was gradually soaking down. Her underwear was already completely wet.
"How could this happen?" Wanyi became flustered. Although she had no experience with intercourse, she had

secretly masturbated before, and this situation had occurred before. Recalling the sensations she had just experienced, she realized that she was

gradually getting into the "zone" and hurriedly looked for tissues. But her handbag was in the principal's office, and none of the clothes here

had pockets. What should she do?
After thinking for a long time, Wanyi had no choice but to take off her underwear and secretly wipe herself with her cheongsam. The soft velvet felt like

a pair of gentle hands caressing her inner thighs. With each wipe, Wanyi felt a faint pleasure. The closer

she wiped to her labia, the more obvious the pleasure became, and she almost couldn't help but masturbate.
"I can't do this." The thought of her limp body after each masturbation made her afraid to continue

. She still had so many clothes to wear for the exhibition, and the principal was waiting outside; it would be too impolite to stay any longer.
Wanyi gritted her teeth, only rubbing her inner thighs, not daring to use the cheongsam to wipe her vaginal area—she knew she wouldn't be able to

hold back. For now, she'd let it stay wet for a while, washing it clean when she got home. Wanyi didn't want to wear her soaking wet t-back underwear

anymore , but after putting on her top and pleated skirt, she realized the skirt was far too short,

at least 20 centimeters above the knee, and the lower part was very open, billowing up with every movement. If people saw she was

n't wearing underwear , it would be too embarrassing. Wanyi had no choice but to lift her skirt and put the soaking wet t-back

underwear back on.
Just as she pulled the elastic band up, she suddenly felt an unbearable pleasure

emanating . She had been wiping herself for a while, suppressing her urge to masturbate, and now the strap of her underwear was once again wedged between

her genitals and anus, triggering another irresistible physical sensation.
Although Lin Wanyi was a highly educated woman and knew the principal was waiting for her outside, the surge of

pleasure almost made her collapse. She barely managed to steady herself by holding onto the table beside her. "I can't do this," she thought, stubbornly fighting her physical urges .
She pulled her underwear down a little, allowing the 　　pleasure

to slowly subside.
"Let's go out like this . 　　I can't delay any longer," Wanyi said, pushing open the door . ********** ... However, work requires frequent business trips. These past few days have been relatively free, so I can still guarantee the quantity . Once things get busy again, I really don't dare think about it too much. I'll just keep writing for now. 　　My brother has been to Japan and knows that erotic writers there command very high prices; they can dedicate themselves entirely to their craft although there are geniuses like Newwui among the Chinese, it's still difficult for Chinese-language erotic novels to surpass Japan as a whole. Because writers are less valuable now, busy making a living all day, where would they find the time or energy for creation , especially erotic works that can't see the light of day? Most are done in their spare time, like our amateur enthusiasts playing NBA – of course, they can't compete. However, as long as there are good places like Yuanyuan, and with the tireless efforts of all the senior masters , Chinese-language erotic literature will improve day by day; this is also my wish. 　　What other beautiful clothes would you like to see, dear readers? Please suggest them, and I'll incorporate them into future storylines . ********** 　　　　　　　　　　　　　...　　　　 Moreover, while school uniforms typically don't have a defined waist, this particular outfit cinched very tightly around the waist, followed by a slightly flared pleated mini-skirt that accentuated a perfect S-curve, giving Lin Wanyi a captivating blend of innocence and mature allure, making her radiate an unusual beauty. 　　However, what bothered Wanyi even more was her lower body. Being tall, the skirt, clearly not tailored to her, exposed more of her thighs, the wide slit barely covering her hips, swaying gently with her breath. "Will my buttocks be exposed if I walk?" Lin Wanyi worried. She was also wearing high heels, as there were no other shoes to change into . This combination made her appear extremely seductive. 　　After taking several more photos, Zhang Li suddenly said, "Your breasts are too perky, not like a middle school student's. Please, Ms. change your bra!" Lin Wanyi blushed and returned to the lounge, only to find that Zhang Li had also noticed the inappropriateness . She took off her bra, but couldn't find any underwear underneath, so she had to put on her sailor uniform . 　　" After walking out, Zhang Li nodded: "That's better, but Teacher Lin's figure is still much better than the average female high school student!" 　　Lin Wanyi had always trained in rhythmic gymnastics in university, and her curvaceous figure made her very proud, but today, she just wished her figure were less impressive. Seeing Zhang Li approaching , Wanyi quickly said, "I'll wear it myself." She took it and pinned it to her left breast. After pinning it on, she felt a chill from her breast; there was nothing underneath, and the pin had pierced her clothing, touching the top of her nipple. She calmed herself down before continuing to take pictures. 　　After taking pictures from the front, back, and side, Zhang Li asked her to pose a few times. First, she had to raise her arms , making it look like they were fluttering in the wind. This caused the super-short pleated skirt to rise even higher, and the strap of her panties got caught on her labia again. Zhang Li deliberately made her assume this position several times, the thin strap repeatedly leaving and getting caught on her clitoris, and Lin Wanyi felt her vaginal fluids welling up again. 　　"No, I'm wearing an innocent school uniform, how could this happen? It's all that lewd panties' fault," 　　Wanyi muttered to herself. The clothes kept rubbing against her bare nipples, especially her left nipple, which reacted the most . After all, there was a metal pin on the clothes, and with each change of position, her nipple would be rubbed, and the itching sensation became more and more intense. 　　Zhang Chu took a few more pictures of Lin Wanyi with her hands raised, squatting down. "No, this will show inside the skirt, and the garter belt!" Wanyi thought nervously, but she couldn't easily move after posing.

She could only let Zhang Li's camera keep clicking away, the clicking sound only intensifying her pleasure.
"Okay, change positions." Zhang Li's words finally gave Wan Yi a sense of liberation, but

the next sentence plunged her into despair: "Next, we'll shoot a squatting pose."
By this time, Lin Wan Yi had gradually lost her will. Zhang Li's words were like the orders of a supreme commander, and

besides, the principal was tacitly approving. What could she do even if she didn't do it? She obediently squatted down,

adopting a beautiful posture with her left knee up and her right knee down. As someone who studied rhythmic gymnastics, every movement appeared

graceful.
But this movement did nothing to prevent her pleated skirt from sliding up to her thighs, and she could even see the straps and her left buttock

exposed ! Just as she was about to adjust her posture, Zhang Li's camera started clicking incessantly,

and he kept shouting, "Don't move!"
Wan Yi was as if she had been frozen in place, her left hand on her left knee and her right hand on her right thigh, a smile on her beautiful

face welcoming Zhang Li's camera lens. Zhang Li deliberately chose

to photograph . "Ah! Her buttocks and tank top are all in the shot," Wan Yi lamented inwardly, but she was powerless to

object. "They're just taking pictures for the school's promotional posters; they might be selected later," she comforted

herself , feeling even more clearly the tight straps of her panties gripping her buttocks and labia. More vaginal fluid was flowing out,

and this position caused it to flow backward towards her anus; now her entire panty was soaked.
The beautiful female teacher, dressed in a neat school uniform, had a pair of incredibly sexy, soaked

panties tightly clad around her lower body, exposing her left buttock as a lowly, ugly school worker took pictures of her. She wore a charming

smile, resisting wave after wave of pleasure.
This beautiful scene lasted for nearly ten minutes, only stopping when Zhang Li had to change the film.
"Okay, let's change your sitting position," Wan Yi said, her legs completely numb, barely managing to stand up. Zhang Li

brought over a set of student desks and chairs, and Lin Wan Yi sat down, her hands resting quietly on the desk. "This

is probably the last time I'll be a student," Zhang Li joked, continuing to choose different angles.
Wan Yi had thought sitting down would make her feel better, but she realized she was wrong. The student chairs had smooth

hardwood surfaces, and Wan Yi's ill-fitting super-short pleated skirt, like the tight-fitting skirt she had just worn,

stretched too short as she sat down, leaving her bare buttocks in direct contact with the chair again. The cold hardwood was more uncomfortable than a leather sofa,

and now her underwear was completely wet. After squatting for so long taking pictures, her lower body was covered in vaginal fluid, which

felt slippery. Even after sitting down, the straps were still rubbing against her lower body, and the sensation in her nipples hadn't lessened at all;

the vaginal fluid was still flowing out.
"They'll see when I get up; the wooden chair is covered in my vaginal fluid," Wan Yi worried

anxiously . She wanted to get her bare buttocks off the cold hardwood chair as soon as possible, but she also hoped the photo shoot wouldn't

end so that the traces of vaginal fluid on the chair wouldn't be noticed.
The photo shoot was finally over, and Lin Wanyi said proactively, "Mr. Zhang, thank you for your hard work. I'll carry the chair

back ." This was the only way she had thought of to escape danger while the photo was being taken.
However, the old principal waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm tired from standing for so long. Just sit down for a

bit, please continue." Wanyi wanted to stop him but couldn't think of any excuse, and watched helplessly as the old principal carried the chair

to the side and plopped down.
"Ah!" Wanyi looked at the old man sitting on the chair that was soaked with her own fluids, feeling as if

the fluids had flowed directly from her lower body to the old principal's. "No man has ever touched me before,

how did the old man get it first?" Wanyi was somewhat frustrated. Fortunately, the old principal, whose lower body had just received the "nectar," didn't seem to feel anything

yet .
"Next, we'll shoot some running poses. Middle school students are always very lively," Zhang Li

added . Lin Wanyi glanced awkwardly at her high heels, worried that her short

pleated skirt . But before she could speak, Zhang Li pointed to the other end of the empty conference room and said,

"Just run from there. Don't run too fast, just jog, but make sure you have that bouncy, girly

feeling."
Lin Wanyi quietly walked to the end of the conference room and ran towards Zhang Li. Sure enough, her skirt billowed

up , and running in high heels was indeed very uncomfortable. After being made to run five or six times by Zhang Li,

as her legs crossed repeatedly, Lin Wanyi's lower body sensations became more pronounced. Although she had pulled her panty straps

down a little, they were now shorter after being soaked in her vaginal fluid, gripping her vulva tightly again. As she ran, her legs

rubbed against each other, intensifying the reaction. Her breasts, which weren't wearing a bra, bounced up and down like little rabbits in her chest as she ran

, her nipples rubbing against her clothes. They were already at their hardest, and the pleasure was very obvious.
But Zhang Li continued to order the female teacher to run from one end of the conference room to the other, again and again. Lin Wanyi, panting and flushed ,

had no room for argument, only continuing to run joyfully

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